At least she tried. She had some pretty good ideas about the future.

[See, that hopeful smile? That super adorable but also a little off-putting in its movements bird-dog in her arms? Completely dashing. He's guessing she's way out of his league, being the scrub that he is.]

[But he's stupid and doesn't care that he's a scrub.]

So... think I could earn a fifteen minute meal with you if I manage to catch you another bird dog?